"Jun..." Yuwen Feiyang's body trembled slightly. He raised his hand and held Su Tong's hand as if holding a life-saving straw. "If you want...I die, I have to..."
"What bullshit! Why are you reciting poems at this time! Hold on, don't fall asleep, I'll take you back to give you medicine..." Su Tong couldn't help but swore, interrupted him hurriedly, and tried to pull him away in a panic
When I got into the carriage, my hands were covered with his blood.
Her heart was also trembling: Such a serious injury, such severe blood loss...it was really dangerous!
Yuwen Feiyang did not speak and slowly closed his eyes, but his hands tightly grasped Su Tong's sleeves, using his strong desire to survive to support the continuation of his life. He did not tell the truth about what he had just stopped - you wanted me to die,
I had to die! Before he stabbed the man in black to death, he saw the gold medal hanging on his waist and confirmed that he was the person sent by the emperor!
Since the emperor sent him to take his life, how could he fight back?
"Remember to stay awake!" Su Tong kept reminding him, trying her best to drag him into the carriage. She looked a little anxious as his face turned pale.
The probability that he can survive is getting smaller and smaller.
"What's going on?" The carriage that had just been admiring the flowers in the distance happened to come nearby. The people in the carriage jumped out and looked at the messy corpses on the ground and shouted in a low voice.
Out of the so-called righteous mentality of a martial artist, he naturally wanted to clarify the matter and provide righteous support.
Seeing Su Tong, the young man in blue hurriedly walked over and said, "Dare you ask me what happened here? In the martial arts world..."
"I have no time, get out of the way!" Su Tong waved him aside without thinking, jumped up, picked up the reins, and wanted to rush towards the city.
"Wait, I..." The man wanted to continue talking, but the moment Su Tong turned around and faced Su Tong's face, he was stunned, then suddenly closed the folding fan in his hand and pointed at Su Tong
, yelled, "You are the young master of the Demon Cult!"
The order to kill her spread throughout the martial arts world, and almost everyone who studied martial arts knew of her existence. No one dared to shake Demon Lord Yan Luo, but everyone wanted to think about this young master who suddenly appeared.
Then kill him and become famous in the martial arts world.
Today, I actually met him here!
"Go away!" Su Tong shouted impatiently, always worried about Yuwen Feiyang's life, and threatened, "If you know I am the young master of the Demon Cult, just get out of the way, or I will kill you!"
"Bah, you are talking arrogantly! A little girl has become the young master, I still don't believe you..." The man was talking disdainfully. Before he could finish his words, Su Tong suddenly took action and picked up the hand that he just threw away.
The dagger on the carriage was thrown towards him.
"Haha, that's all I can do!" The man caught the dagger easily, snorted disdainfully, and mocked, "It's not as good as an ordinary flying knife. Do you think this can kill me?"
He guessed that this young master who suddenly appeared was just young and beautiful!
"It's not meant to be used as a flying knife." Su Tong raised the corners of her lips, and an evil light flashed across her face. When the man's smile froze, he added lightly, "I just want you to commit suicide with it!"
"What?" The man was startled, shocked by Su Tong's arrogant and sycophantic attitude. Before he could react, the next second he saw Su Tong suddenly put a piccolo to his lips, and when the music came out, he
His mind was completely empty, and there was no longer any consciousness...
Su Tong raised her eyebrows and looked coldly at the young man in blue who inserted the dagger into his heart. No, it should be the corpse in blue. She pursed her lips and spat out four words - Overestimating one's own abilities!
After saying that, he tightened the reins and galloped towards the city...
In the empty suburbs, the blood and corpses left on the ground, together with the azaleas all over the mountains and plains, outline an enchanting and strange static image, forming a side of bloody azaleas. No one cares about what the young man in blue left behind.
In the carriage, there was another person shivering in the carriage. The man's fingers picked up a corner of Chuiman's hand, and he saw everything just happened, and he was so frightened that he was sweating...
The people in the demon sect are indeed demons!
This young master is more like the incarnation of a monster...
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Yuwen Feiyang's hand that held Su Tong finally dropped weakly, causing Su Tong's heartbeat to slow down a beat... Damn it, it was really too late if he went into shock!
"Yuwen Feiyang!" She shouted. In desperation, she could only raise her palm and slap him hard on his pale handsome face, "Wake up!"
The painful stimulation made Yuwen Feiyang moan softly, and he was about to fall asleep again.
At this time, the only way to keep him awake is by constantly stimulating his brain!
"Yuwen Feiyang, listen to me!" Su Tong gritted his teeth, thought for a few seconds and finally yelled out, "In fact, nothing happened to us that day by the river! No trace on my body was left by you! You
You haven't touched me, not at all! It was a misunderstanding, you know? I lied to you!"
"What...what did you say?" Yuwen Feiyang opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Su Tong with squinted eyes, and spoke quietly after a while. His lips were a little chapped, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, indicating that his body was really weak.
Extreme.
"I said I lied to you! It was just a coincidence, it was all a misunderstanding!" Su Tong continued to roar, and took the initiative to pinch his cold fingers, "Just hold on! Don't die so unclearly!"
"Thank you..." He was furious, a faint smile appeared on his stiff face, and he murmured, "Thank you for saying that on purpose when I was about to die..."
At this point, his own body knew that he would not survive! Did she say this on purpose just to reassure him? Yuwen Feiyang thought this, and couldn't help but feel a little grateful in his heart.
"Who said that on purpose!" Su Tong growled impatiently, feeling that his hands were getting a little weak and wanted to say something else. Seeing the General's Mansion approaching, he shouted excitedly, "Yu Wen Feiyang is home!
You still have your brother waiting for you, hold on..."